St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-10-09

king was so elated with his success that
ke k pit right on, and it was feared that
if his freak lasted there would be little
else to eat in Munich than peeled po-
tatOeS.
1t didn't last, however, and the city
was saved from that threatened calam-
ity. The peehng business appeared to
give the king the notion that he was a
great domestic character. He took to
cooking. He discharged the royal
cooks, put on the cap and apron him.
self. and took up his position in the
kitchen. He did not seem to under
stand the culinary art so well as the
peeling. He frequently mistOok the
lce-boX for the oven, and at times did
not know the difference between the
stationary wash tubs and the fireplace,
but that didn't make any difference.
He would put fat young pig into the
refrigerator, throw bucket of coal into
the washtub, stick the vegetables into
the oven as they come out of the ground,
and after watching the clock carefully
for an hour, take them all out and have
them served with great pOmp and cir
cumstance in the dining room. He
would then step around to convenient
hearing to watch how his viands were
enjoyed, and woe to him who did not
pretend he was Stufing himself.
The cooking fit lasted until the court
was nearly starved, and then the cook
took to lchamberwork. Attired in his
robes of state, his crown on the back of
his head, he made the beds and pounded
the pillows soft. He changed the crown
for a rich bandanna occasionally and
showed wonderful deXterity in turning
mattress.
/ Happening one day to have an unusu-
ally large accumulation of soiled linen,
it struck him that he ought to take it
down stairs and make it clean. He set
about it. He elapped it all into big
basket, popped the basket on his head
and strobe into the lower regions. He
dismissed the waShwOman, dumped his
load into an empty tub, took off his coat,
rolled up sleeves and went to work.
He washed that lot and called for
more. They were brought him. He put
them through, wrung 'em and hung 'em
out to dry on the lines in the palace
yard.
''More, morev' he cried, and they were
brought.
He washed all the linen in the place
and that in the houses hard by, and still
called for more. 1t was brought him
from the hotels and lodging houses, and
the report having got out that his maj
esty was taking in washing, all the
tramps in the city hurried to the palace
gates with their ragged undershirts.
The kings gentle heart was touched
at the sight of those poor fellows so
dreadfully out at elbows and knees. He
called one to him, examined him critic
ally and, seeing that his trousers were
sadly inneed of repairs, ordered him to
strip. The man, not daring to disobey,
peeled and flung his trousers at the head
of the nation. The king had needle,
thread and thimble in an instant, to-
gether with handful of patches, and
squatting on the ground he set to work
to mend the worn trousers.
1t might have been that Bacon had
Otto in mind when he wrote ga King of
Shreds and Patches" for the allusion
fits, or that Otto, wishing to realize the
poets future in truly realistic
manner, assumed the part However
that may be, he proved competent and
industrious bOtch, and it is now one of
the rareSt things in Munich to see pair
of unpatched pants.
1t was an easy transition to machines,
and his majesty took it. He found a
sewing machine in the palace and he
adopted it.
A gentleman arrived here from Mum
ich few days ago and he asserts that